A special thank you to MoonLobster for the Golden Ticket! Your support truly means a lot and motivates me to keep writing and improving the story.
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Another day passed in the Wasteland.
Although he had obtained the coordinates of the new resource point yesterday, he couldn't go out to explore that factory right now.
The toxicity of the Black Mist outside had reached an unavoidable level.
Vikram had been observing the several Survivors hanging on the trees outside these past few days.
After four or five days, as expected, all four of them were dead.
Vikram stood in the almost pitch-black Black Mist, observing the four corpses on the tree at close range.
The toxicity of the Black Mist had completely corroded every part of their bodies in just a few days.
Leaving festering, putrid wounds on all four of them.
Vikram was certain that these four people did not die from freezing, thirst, or hunger.
